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Looking at these paintings, it's hard to believe I've been sober for eight years. But it feels good to do something for its own sake, results be damned.
James A. Reeves
Mar 1CommentShare
They're like another species to me, these people who believe they know what's going on and what will happen next.
James A. Reeves
Jan 31CommentShare
The memory of sitting in a church in a different country feels as though it belongs to some lost golden age.
James A. Reeves
Dec 31, 2020CommentShare
I need a word for the slightly hungover sensation after a mindless bout of clicking and scrolling—a term for shaking off the digital residue.
James A. Reeves
Dec 1, 2020CommentShare
“Sometimes I think they are graceful like ballerinas,” he said as we drove. “Other times, I think they are wicked.”
James A. Reeves
Oct 31, 2020CommentShare
"You'll be working at least seventeen hours on Election Day," he said. "So bring a sandwich."
James A. Reeves
Oct 1, 2020CommentShare
Sometimes I idle in the parking lot of a strip mall after midnight. 
James A. Reeves
Sep 1, 2020CommentShare
I’ve been dreaming about tollbooth operators lately, maybe because they remind me of the years I spent working at a gas station.
James A. Reeves
Jul 31, 2020CommentShare
These days the sight of someone’s mouth at the supermarket looks like an obscenity. We can get used to the strangest things.
James A. Reeves
Jun 30, 2020CommentShare
The amount of incense smoke that darkens a temple’s ceiling indicates the popularity of that particular god.
James A. Reeves
May 31, 2020CommentShare
This pandemic season reminds me of the logic of grief: the constant loop of forgetting followed by painfully remembering that everything has changed.
James A. Reeves
Apr 30, 2020CommentShare
“I need to go outside,” I heard an old man say. “Otherwise the bad juju starts bouncing off the walls.”
James A. Reeves
Mar 31, 2020CommentShare
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